Sinuous Ways by Elea Calvet published on 2024-01-26T00:17:07Z Lyrics: There's plenty of time To lose and win and lose again There's plenty of promises To be made and broken Oh and less pride than you can strip Cataclysms of the mind To tear you from side to side Oh and there's envy An old friend of mine He lingers by my window on rainy days And he's got he's got oh so much to say Tells me to worry (say you're sorry) That surely I should be sorry That torment is but necessary That we live and die In sinuous ways In tempered will and fortuitous glory days And he's got eternity to kill From breath to breath From mouth to mouth From fragile, flaming, furious heart to heart And mine are his And mine are mere Syllables in conversations that he hears And twists and moulds In spurious forms To never leave a rose devoid of thorns Still flowers bloom Still morning breaks Still stars must first align for foisted rupture's sake And there plenty of time To win and lose and win again And there's plenty of promises Genre Folk & Singer-Songwriter